Harry Styles Imagines

Better without you - n.h. & h.s. (not a narry)

(This is not a narry imagine)

I couldn't take it anymore.  He wasn't himself lately and he was always coming home late.  I knew what he was really doing.  Though, I didn't know who she was. 

I held my cup of warm tea in my hands and sat on my side of the bed.  The rain harshly hit the window.  I looked at the clock on my nightstand and saw that it was ten o' clock at night.  Harry got off three hours ago. 

At first, I trusted that he was at work but then one day I thought I would surprise him because of how late he was staying.  So I called his boss to see if Harry was busy but he said Harry wasn't there.  Since then, I waited for him to come home after being with her.

The front door opened and shut, signaling that Harry had came home.  I decided that today was the day I left him.  I pulled out my phone and texted, Niall, asking if he could help me carry everything out.  He instantly texted back saying he was on his way.  I smiled and set phone down. 

"Hey, Sweetheart.  How was today?" Harry asked and leaned down to kiss my forehead.  Instead, I leaned away, making him frown.  "What's wrong?"

"I'd rather not have your lips on me after you've been with her." I spat.  He instantly backed away and set his belongings on the floor. 

"Baby, what are you talking about?" He chuckled nervously. 

"You know what I'm talking about.  You haven't been working late." I said and stood up.  I went in the closet and began to pull everything out. 

"I have been working late!" He yelled. 

"Really?  Then if you were working late, why did your boss say you left at seven!" I yelled and threw one of my shoes at him.  He ducked and looked back at the shoe. 

"I don't know but I ha-"

"Let me see your neck then, Harry." I stepped closer to him.  "If you have nothing to hide, then you'll let me look at your neck." I said and already spotted a mark on him.  Right under his jawline. 

"Babe I-"

"I don't want a d.amn explanation, Harry!  Do you have something to hide or not?" I yelled. 

"I'm sorry," he whispered. 

"What was that?  I couldn't hear you." I said. 

"I'm sorry," he spoke up. 

"What exactly are you sorry about, Harry?  I thought you were innocent." I crossed my arms.

"I slept with her," he said and stared into my eyes.  I sucked in a breath.  I refused to cry in front of him. 

"With w-who?" I stuttered. 

"Melissa," he said and looked down.  Melissa, Niall's girlfriend.  Oh my god. 

"YOU SLEPT WITH MELISSA?!" I yelled. 

Harry was about to say something back but someone knocked on the door.  It was Niall.  I walked away from Harry and went to answer the door.  Not only was it Niall, but she was here too.  Melissa. 

"Well well well," I spat at her.  "Of course you would come help.  Don't worry, you can stay here if you'd like."  She frowned and looked down.

"(Y/n)," Niall said.  "Stop it.  Melissa didn't do anything." He said.  He walked past me and held her hand. 

I shut the door behind me and called Harry to the living room.  His eyes widened when he saw her.  She only looked at Harry.

"Either one of you care to explain?" I asked.  When neither Harry nor Melissa decided to speak up, I did.  "Okay fine, have it your way." I said and gripped Niall's hand.  I led him to my room and shut the door behind me. 

"Niall, I'm sorry," I said. 

"Sorry about what, love?" He asked in confusion. 

"Harry cheated on me." I said.  He grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me in for a hug.  He rubbed my back and whispered sweet things in my ear. 

"It's okay, (y/n), but why are you sorry?" He asked and held my face. 

"Harry h-he slept w-with h-her." I cried into his chest. 

"With who?" He asked.  His voice instantly became deeper. 

"Me-melissa." I whispered. 

"No.  No, he couldn't have."  He said and gripped my upper arms. 

"Niall, please." I said and cupped his face.  I moved it so he could look down at me.  "I would never lie to you." I softly spoke. 

"This is all so wrong." He said and buried his face in my neck. 

"I know, Niall." I said and rubbed his back. "I know." I whispered. 

"Here," he pulled away and hid his face from me.  He grabbed my suitcase and started to pack my clothes.  Instead of saying anything, I grabbed another one and put my shoes in there.  Including the one I threw at Harry.  While we were packing, I could hear Niall trying to cry without making much noise.

After we finished packing everything, we both took trips back and forth to his car.  We grabbed the last two suitcases and walked out of the room.  We went to walk out of the house but Harry called me.  I turned around and took a step to him.  Harry walked closer to me and tried to grab my hand but Niall came from behind me and intertwined our fingers instead. 

"Don't think about it, Harry." Niall spat.  "You've done enough damage to (y/n)." He said. 

"I know.  I just wanted to say that I'm sorry." He fidgeted with his fingers.  "I love you, (y/n).  Please don't leave me." He cried. 

A tear slipped from my eye.  I pressed me forehead on Niall's arm and wrapped my other hand around his waist.  Niall copied my actions and wrapped his arm around my waist, also. 

"I can't, Harry." I looked over at him.  "I'm better off without you." I said. 

"Don't do this." Harry said and reached for my hand again.  This time, I pulled my hand away and wrapped it around Niall's arm. 

"I have to go." I said and walked away. 

"Don't think about contacting her." Niall spat and followed me.  Once we were outside I screamed in pain.  Niall immediately wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close. 

I held onto Niall's shirt and pulled him closer to me.  His grip tightened around me and I felt him place a kiss on the top of my head. 

"We'll get through this, (y/n).  Together." He whispered in my ear. 

Little did I know that it would turn into something much more.

* Update in a few days *

- B